The sun is setting on our Fortune beach Boil-Up in Newfoundland, Canada. We sip our tea from patterned china cups, looking out at the lapping waves, and Brian tells us this is…
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On Kihnu island, the Night of Ancient Bonfires is just beginning. We stand on the sand, watching a modest group of Estonian musicians in traditional dress as they play a jaunty…
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Bolivia South AmericaThe Witches of El Alto, Bolivia: Traditions & Superstitions at the World’s Highest Market
Up in the mountains above La Paz, Bolivia, there’s a market called El Alto. On a Sunday morning under a crisp blue sky, I stepped out of a minibus beside the…
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I’m about to meet the founders of Ethnotek. We’re approaching the entrance a little cafe just outside central Ubud when I see a distinctive backpack attached to a woman on a…
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My mum once pierced her ears with a needle and an ice cube. Well, not exactly. Mum was eighteen, travelling in the US, and it was her American friends who happily volunteered…
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I dip my paddle’s curved edge into the still, green water. The banks of the river are bright with thick waxy leaves and colourful pinpricks of budding flowers. I can feel the vegetation…
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At over eight hundred years old, the medieval town of Cesis, Latvia looks exactly like you’d expect. The streets of Cesis, Latvia, are narrow and occasionally cobblestoned; the small squat houses are made…
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Whenever I think of Morocco, I think of Moroccan leather. For some reason, leather has always been my achilles heel of travelling. No matter how many countries I visit, I still can’t walk past a…
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I’ve known two of my closest friends for over a decade. We met during our first year of secondary school, spending our lunch breaks with our legs stretched out between rows…